May 17, 2023 a thought for today, Poverty shows us who are our friends and who our enemies. Latin Proverb

My first upload for yesterday was titled “I create...”. I have and have had several “hobbies” where I “created”. This is one of the many crochet projects. It is one of the four-piece set of “weather afghans”. Each color (row) represents a temperature of the day that the row was created. 

I  haven’t been driving myself to evening meetings for a while but now that the sun is up longer I am attempting it again (I am night blind so driving in the dark is a no no). We had a session meeting last night. I made it to the meeting but to allow myself plenty of time to get home before twilight I left early. It put me in mind of a dear friend who found it necessary to do that a couple of years ago. Janet usually left at eight o’clock in the sprint and summer time too. It has a chance to work June, July, and August and maybe a bit of September. 

I am caught up with most material for the newsletter a week in advance so I can take it easy for a few days. I have the bulletin for this week ready to print tomorrow.  

The second upload was for the “my choice”. This one was taken on one of my many excursions in the alleyways of in the city. 

I need to talk to my neighbor. I want to use the person he has to mow our lawn for a while.

The temperature has taken another turn around. The sun is bright but the air is cool. I was slowly moving from sweat shirts to short sleeve but today its short sleeve with a sweater. All of the plants are outside and now they are predicting a worrisome temp for tomorrow. The ups and downs can be a “pain” but better than 90 degrees or 0 degrees. 

The first upload for today is titled “I bought this....”. This was one of my most recent purchases other than groceries....my air fryer. 

The word for today is nature.  Nature is full of infinite causes that have never occurred in experience, Leonardo da Vinci.  A desire to resist oppression is implanted in the nature of man, Tacitus.  For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver, Martin Luther.  How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude! Emily Dickinson. Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher, William Wordsworth.  Sail! quoth the king; Hold! saith the wind, English Proverb . I have no hostility to nature, but a child's love to it. I expand and live in the warm day like corn and melons, Ralph Waldo Emerson. Nature is a labyrinth in which the very haste you move with will make you lose your way, Francis Bacon.  Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within, Alfred Lord Tennyson.  Nothing that is natural is disgraceful, Latin Proverb.  There are only three pleasures in life pure and lasting, and all derived from inanimate things-books, pictures and the face of nature, William Hazlitt.   He is richest who is content with the least, for content is the wealth of nature, Socrates. What is more gentle than a wind is summer? John Keats.  I cannot imaging anyone looking at the sky and denying God, Abraham Lincoln. One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.

The second upload today, another from the “my choice” and from my archives is this neon sign. 

I think I would like to see this place.... “Oldest known home in Columbus: 208 years logged”. The man who lives there, and has for ten years, says  “I’ve seen school buses idling outside, with kids staring out the windows.” The article called it a “cabin” was built in 1804. It is located between Franklinton and Worthington actually near the Ohio State campus. The walls, ceilings and floors have not been changed and are solid oak and walnut. “Low timber beams hold up the second-floor loft.” There is an original “massive stone slab” for a hearth. Giving it it’s natural, original and historic appearances are small windows and a huge fireplace.  On a historic note, of which there are many in this case, is that it was built eight years before Columbus was founded. Only two families have owned this log house in all those two hundred plus years. It seems to have been cared for the TLC all of these many years. Many furnishings are still the same. The article noted that in 1910 there was a photo of a boy “sitting on one of two tree-stump stools next to the fireplace. More than a century later, the stools sit in the same spot”. I think I mentioned the cabin in another blog mentioning a boy named David Beers who was raised by Indian captors. This was his cabin. Generations of the two families have lived in the cabin. One of the owners family members was a “world-record bicycle racer known as the Columbus Flyer, a circus performer.” There are posters “printed on silk” of a circus tour on the walls. There is ivory and brass from India on shelves. Here is a description of how it is to live in this cabin: “The home has electricity, a furnace, air conditioning and plumbing, but most of the walls are exposed logs, without insulation”. The lighting is dim. During its time two bedrooms and a bath were added. The present owner doesn’t want to renovate without caution to change this “piece of history” too much. 

I think we are going out to dinner tonight....for a late mothers day. 

Joy